Sunday, April 12, 2009

Speaking up

I just finished an intro level improv class. Fun stuff. And now I'll go off to level two. Yippee.This weekend I went to see two shows, which made me notice something.When I show up to my kids' classes (from pre-K to 4th grade so far), there are always kids who raise their hands before they have something to say. Inevitably, one of them gets called on because, let's face it, they are very skilled at raising their hands and going "ooh, ooh, pick me!"Well, it turns out that this never stops.At Friday's show, the cast was going to ask for"PASSOVER!"was going to ask for a suggestion of the place you're from."Oh. Israel."And from then on, she had hardly anything to say. To her defense, she probably didn't know the English words for the stuff she did as a kid. Still.

At Saturday's show, the cast asked for something special that happened to someone in the audience."Ooh. Me! Me!""You over there.""Whoooooo!""What happened to you?""Well, next week we're all going to get together and..."

I suggest that grammar school teachers crack down harder on kids who speak before they've listened to instructions. It only gets worse with age and alcohol.

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About Me

Here I am, a stay-at-home dad in Brooklyn. If you're wondering how to pronounce "Goedi," it's pronounced as written. Or, imagine Barbara Walters or Terry Jones (same person, right?) saying "gurdy." And then pronounce it as written anyway.
The other main players here are Madge ('99) and Coco ('03). (Different apostrophes, obviously.)